Riley and Sophie 2
From behind my back and threw it toward her, as the chicken flew through the air, i watched her face carefully, sophie raised her head while still running at me at full speed looking at the chicken, i started to smile, but i saw her direct her gaze back on
Changing of the Guard
She watched the older hen and the larger male. her spot almost perfectly set to watch as the larger male drove himself balls deep into the hen. wynnas' eyes widening as he pushed deeper.
Tabby Powered
Which was good as he encountered his first slime, one of the little pink blobs that was featureless apart from the adorable eyes and smile all slimes seemed to share, engulfing a wild hen hen in one bite.
Never say Never
The petite chicken was speechless.
The Feathered Lover
In a way, you can see some of her father's traits in the young hen, but not enough to make their kinship obvious.
Fertile Soil - Chapter 3
You can feed the chickens more later if you'd like." basil smiled and nodded while standing back up to his feet.
the UGV pandemic
"you can have one of my chicken cans. feel free to use my mayonnaise to make chicken salad." permitted dan. "thank you." replied pauline as he ran to the kitchen. pauline then came back with a bowl of chicken salad.
Commission: Falling in Hate
Cool liquid hit him in the face as the incensed hen tossed what remained of the jar's contents at him, staining clothing and fur red.
Dreams: Chapter 3
I was in luck when i found something titled "basic italian chicken" ingredients - 2 pounds skinless, boneless chicken breast halves - cut into strips - 1 tablespoon olive oil - 2 cloves garlic, minced - 3/4 cup dry white wine - 1 cup cherry tomatoes
Stories From Elton High | Chapter 28
Once the chicken is ready, we sit down and share a nice family dinner. "oh, i almost forgot." i'm halfway through my chicken before i remember. "i got a letter from lakeforest!" "an acceptance letter, i hope."
The Wrong Word in the Right Place
“don't worry, little hen. we'll have you out of that silly human body soon enough." _that's right,_ i thought, as he started pulling my clothes off me. _the hen goes 'bawk', doesn't it? and i go 'bawk' too.
Late Night Fun
The curious chicken pressed in her nipples with her thumbs and immediately shuddered from the wave of pleasure that followed. “whatever they are, i like ‘em.”